User blog comment:Lathagarr Stormgale of Tronn/By Sword and Quill - RPG/@comment-3094815-20160611064645/@comment-3094815-20170115012504

Dennjon had been called away by a hedgehog, so he missed Dirk's disappearance.

"Yer axle's wobbly, ye said?" he bent down by a heavily overburdened cart being pulled by two stout young hedgehogs, the grandsons of the older hedgehog he was speaking to.

"Aye, it is! Can ye see wot's wrong with et?"

Dennjon scratched his head. "Well, if it weren't piled wid so much stuff, I think it'd roll smoother, ye think?"

"Oh, well, I ah, I couldn't choose wot to leave behind, y'see..."

"Well, yer not goin' ta be gettin' very far wit this load, mate!" Dennjon waved to nearby beasts. "Ahoy! Anybeast got room in their cart fer some o' this stuff?"